So Cold

Yesterday I mentioned the terrific sound system I found in the back laneway. Today, it’s a lovely sloppy-joe I bought at the Salvation Army store near Oxford Street.

And tonight I’m wearing it for the second successive night. Winter has arrived in Sydney (well, autumn really, but it’s chilly enough to start to bring out the winter clothes).

As I mentioned on Facebook and Twitter, I figure the Swedes know best how to cope with winter, and so a second-hand IKEA staff sloppy joe, though made in Vietnam, is probably the best way of dealing with the next few months.

I’m approaching winter with a bit of dread, actually. I know how grumpy, and downright unhappy I get when winter comes around, such that it is in Sydney. Yes, I know I’m complaining about something which isn’t that bad after all.

Last year I went overseas for three months.

This year I’m spending a week or two with my friend Sue (visting Darwin), and I’m currently hunting around for flights to Beijing (to visit my friend Kate who is living there at the moment).

I’m hoping the combination of both will ease the winter pain. In the mean time I have my sloppy joe from IKEA.

Though born and raised on Widjabul land (Lismore), for the most part this blog is written on Gadigal land (Sydney). I am proud to acknowledge the Traditional Owners of country throughout Australia and recognise their continuing connection to land, waters and culture. I pay my respect to Elders past, present and emerging.